AD&LE AND CO. him again. His habits might be a secret, except that he kept late hours: but now at least we should not go empty away. Our journey. ... I brushed my triumph aside and set myself to inter- pret what I had seen. This was easier said than done. One enters one's bedroom at midnight to go to bed. Or one may come up for a book or for cigarettes. But .... Here Berry crawled up from behind me and laid himself down. " How did you get here ? " I whispered. " I thought------" " Circuitous route/* he panted. " What do you know ? " "I've seen him," said I. "At least, it must be Woking. Not a bad-looking chap. Going grey, with a hell of a jaw. American every time/' " I thought I was done/1 said Berry. " I just lay down in that gutter and damned near died. And he must be deaf or something. You could hear the slam of my heart the other side of the park. When the light went out, I nearly burst into tears. Reaction, you know. Still, I must say he knows how to hustle. Or did he go to bed in his boots ? " t( He's not in bed/' said I. " He went out of the room/' Berry stared. f /